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"Ugh, Carlos is so fucking hot," Satoru said, his body slumped on the couch, absolutely melting into the cushion.
"Mm, really?" Suguru responded, distracting himself from his own thoughts.
Calm down.
His imagination began to run wild, loads of scenarios he believed were inappropriate, not because of some silly purity culture, but because Satoru was his best friend. The greatest he could ever have, and Suguru knows just what he means to him. He shouldn't, he really shouldn't, it's a bad idea, and now it's a bad habit.
Or Satoru says reallyy suggestive things while playing games (RE series), and Suguru suffers the consequences.
(Fic is published on both ao3 and Wattpad by the same name)